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Before long, two furtive figures glanced around, then vaulted over the wall and arrived at the room where Ouyang Xun was staying.

During the meal, Su Luo paid no attention to Xiao Se. Apart from exchanging a few words with Madam Huang, Xiao Se remained very quiet, as though nothing had happened that day.

“Your Highness, it seems the City Lord was not actually targeting you...” The City Lord’s words carried another meaning beneath the surface.

Once deprived of their speed, the cavalry could gain no advantage against the infantry. The Great Xi army’s musketeers advanced in groups of three, thrusting at the Qing cavalrymen whose speed had been reduced and knocking them one after another from their horses.

“Put that way, it does seem reasonable. But Hu Hanxi—does she truly love Xiao Yao?”

Master Yuzhen felt sorry for Fahai, lamenting that he did not know when to yield and had actually chosen to oppose the will of the imperial court.

Feng Gu was still somewhat wary of Third Lady. She said helplessly, “Didn’t Third Lady tell us to wait in the carriage? If she comes back and can’t find us, we’ll be in for it.”

Although Zheng Qiurong’s body likewise felt the gentle flow of a hot spring, she could not help but remain reserved and restrained in public.

“Look behind you,” Dao Zhi said slowly. The Mohist secret stronghold had already been surrounded by the Golden Fire Cavalry.

The camel artillery unit had advanced into position. Six powerful field guns and two howitzers were dragged by camels to within three hundred paces of the Golden Tent. The gunners set up the cannons, aimed them at the tent, and lit the fuses.

However, the moment the young man finished speaking, the few lackeys beside him also closed in on Xing Luo.

The Beautiful Immortal was beside herself with excitement, secretly grateful to Zhang Ye, that supreme benefactor. With Zhang Ye present, Dongfang Bai had become the greatest fool in the entire auction. He had contributed a quarter of the total auction price, yet had taken away only one-fortieth of the goods—and not even the most worthwhile ones.

At a construction site in KM City, YN Province, the workers were bustling about in full swing. I was busy there too, just an ordinary construction worker.

Feeling Qiao Anran tighten her grip instead of letting go, Fang Yuwei realized that she had no intention of sparing him.

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“Hmph, Huang Yan, in four months, let’s see how you’ll manage to keep this place. Hahaha! Brothers, let’s go.” The Eldest Senior Brother spoke arrogantly.

Most importantly, Zhou Yang knew that even if he could protect himself, he could not protect his grandfather, Fang Anran, or even Fang Anran’s family.

Yan Jing remained as delicate and splendid as ever, constantly coming and going as she arranged the celebratory banquet for Old Master Zhang.

The Land of Darkness had arrived. Several great clans had already embarked on their journey, and Zhang Yan’s side was making preparations as well.

Listening to Luo Bin, everyone nodded one after another, feeling that their leader’s words were reasonable and sound.

Northern Yan Ji disliked making a fuss. She obediently nestled in Zhang Ye’s arms, whispering sweetly with him. Yet whenever she mentioned Zhang Ye, she inevitably brought up Tigerhead as well, always saying how much she missed him.

When they reached the central hub, he cut through an optical fiber and inserted a signal transmitter emitting a dim blue glow.

Thinking of a certain possibility, the Star Official’s eyes contracted repeatedly. A layer of cold sweat appeared on his face, and his back was soon soaked through.

A flash of light passed through A Xiang’s eyes, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a faint smile. Was she worried about him?

They were so close that he could clearly see the Hunter’s appearance. Since the Hunter possessed both human and fish blood, its body was covered in scales, while its face also bore the features of a fish. Its entire mouth protruded forward like that of a fish.

“But if we withdraw our troops, won’t the war launched by the Holy Son be doomed to defeat?” Kosh asked.

Amid the howling wind, time seemed to slow at that very moment. Pulled forward by inertia, Wang Zhen desperately flailed his limbs, striving to hurl himself toward the helicopter.

If the other major hospitals learned that Li Zhicheng was poaching their staff like this, they would probably be furious as well. Besides, the employer was not offering especially generous terms. There was only one thing the hospitals could not provide: the medicinal herbs Li Zhicheng supplied as the primary materials for research.

Lin shook her head. By now, at least half the people at the North Gate were gone. Anyone could imagine what condition they were in.

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After all, the Huangfu and Sun families had been mortal enemies for centuries. Naturally, he did not dare admit to their faces that he had already pledged himself to the Huangfu family.

When he saw everyone’s eyes fall upon him, Yang Shou weighed the matter repeatedly before finally speaking in a low voice.

“Scared? I’ll buy a hundred and distribute them among Daiqin, Erihemu, Yiribisi, and the people of Hot. This filthy water and black dust are unbearable. Those who care too much about appearances and refuse to suffer a little for their own comfort won’t even wear masks—how can they be so foolish as to hurt themselves?” Bayar shook the horse-catching pole and, right in front of me, whistled for Erdunbari.

Red clouds burned over the hill. Alafu’s mood was as gloomy as the weather, while half of a crimson face showed through the pale-gray rift in the clouds. Slowly, everything became gray and hazy once more, stretching and spreading without end.

She gazed at me with innocent, adorable eyes. I was nothing like someone swept up in the excitement of a noisy climax; the turmoil in my heart was entirely different.

For someone as poor at socializing as I was, she was my one irreplaceable best friend.

“What? What a shame.” Though Jian Hongyu said this, not the slightest trace of regret could be seen on his face. Instead, there was even a hint of satisfaction.

The force rebounded directly, then landed straight back on the young man with the flamboyant hair, leaving him looking as though he had swallowed a fly.

“A partner? Ah, forget it. She left as soon as the apocalypse began.” When Liu Mang heard He Qizheng ask this, he immediately fell silent. It seemed he still had not moved on.

Looking at the door that had been kicked open and the dust that had fallen all over him, then at Luo Feiyu, who had already run far away, Wu Xie clenched his fists.

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